another day
woken to the birds,
singing in glee;
tempting me
to come out and play.
sun's aurora,
an infinite ocean liner
in the morning winter sky.
soft blanket of snow lays,
warming the ground;
yet here I am
longing for
another day.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 6:57 AM UTC
another day
woken to the birds,
singing in glee;
tempting me
to come out and play.
sun's aurora,
an infinite ocean liner
in the morning winter sky.
soft blanket of snow lays,
warming the ground;
yet here I am
longing for
another day.
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